The strong man looked for his voice, and when he saw that it was Qianxue, he couldn't help but say, "Do you regret it?"

Qian Xue stretched out her palm and said with a smile: "Every time you try to draw a sword, you will receive five lower grade spirit stones." ”

The strong man's eyes widened, and his affection for her was gone, and he said angrily: "Didn't you say that you won't take a penny!"

Qianxue pointed to the crowd and said aggrievedly: "You see that there are so many people here, if everyone tries the sword unconditionally, even if they try to get old, they can't find someone who is destined." ”

The strong man thought about it, and he couldn't let someone who had no chance draw his sword indefinitely and waste everyone's time.

He was very confident in himself, and it was a very cost-effective deal to buy a peerless sword with five low-grade spirit stones.

So he quickly took out five lower-grade spirit stones and put them in Qianxue's hand, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, please put it away." ”

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and lifted it up with three points of strength, only to find that the ancient sword did not move.

The crowd erupted in laughter, and the strong man's face was hot with laughter, and he said forcibly: "I didn't have the strength just now, I'll try again." ”

Qian Xue stretched out her hand again and said with a smile: "Benefit five spirit stones." ”

The strong man took out five more spirit stones, and this time he poured spiritual power into his palm, and shouted: "Get up!"

The ancient sword remained unmoved.

The strong man's eyes widened, he really didn't believe that there would be a sword in the world that he couldn't pull out, so he immediately took out five spirit stones, condensed the spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and at the same time cast a powerful spell on himself, and tried his best to lift it up.

Only mentioning the green muscles and sweating profusely, the ancient sword is still as stable as Mount Tai!

Only then did he let go, and said suspiciously: "This sword is strange, it can't be that there is no sword body inside, right?" If the hilt of the sword is connected to the scabbard, even the emperor Lao Tzu will not be able to pull it out.

Qian Xue said in her heart: "Gu Jian, why don't you let him propose some sword bodies, how can you step down now?"

"Hmph! Don't even think about his ability. "The ancient sword is full of arrogance.

Qianxue discussed: "That's it, I'll try to mention it later, you have to give some face." ”

"Okay then, give you some face. ”

Qian Xue discussed it properly, and then smiled at the strong man: "Fellow Daoist, don't talk nonsense, this sword can only be pulled out by those who are destined." ”

The strong man felt sorry for the fifteen spirit stones, and argued forcefully: "Nonsense, this sword doesn't even have a sword body, what are you pulling?"

Qianxue smiled, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, and said to the strong man, "Look at it!"

As he spoke, he tried to mention it, but there was still no movement.

The strong man rubbed the ground and became angry: "Look at what! There is no sword body, is it?"

Qianxue was anxious and shouted Gu Jian: "You give some face!"

"Huh! ”

At this moment, the hilt of the sword snorted, and under the force of Qianxue, it rose by an inch, and the sword body was shining!

However, after a cup of tea, the hilt of the sword closed again, and the light of the sword body disappeared.

Qian Xue was overjoyed in her heart, but her face showed disappointment: "Alas, I can only mention such a little sword body, it seems that fate is still insufficient." ”

Although the time was short, everyone saw it clearly and believed it, and the strong man was speechless.

So one by one, they stepped forward to try the sword, but unfortunately none of them could pull out the ancient sword, and Qianxue smiled and put the spirit stone in her pocket.

In just one morning, nearly 1,000 people heard the news and came to try the sword, and the average person tried the sword twice, which means that Qianxue harvested nearly 10,000 lower-grade spirit stones in one morning.

Qian Xue's heart was full of joy, and she was full of praise for Gu Jian: "Gu Jian, you are really a cash cow." ”

"Big fool!"

In the afternoon, more people came, and Qianxue smiled even more happily.

At this time, another person stepped forward, weighed for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoist, discuss something." ”

Qian Xue glanced up at him, he was a young monk, no more than his early twenties, and he had cultivated to the ninth level of Qi refining.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"In this way, I will try the sword three times, if I can't pull it out, will I give you another fifteen spirit stones?"

Qianxue said in her heart that you can't pull it out anyway, it doesn't matter if you give the spirit stone first and then the spirit stone, so she smiled and said, "Okay." ”

The young monk said "Thank you," and reached out to the hilt of his sword, but could not pull it out twice in a row.

He shook his head and sighed: "Alas, fate is not enough." With that, lift your feet and go.

Qianxue was stunned for a moment and shouted to him: "You haven't given the spirit stone yet." ”

The young monk turned around and smiled: "Fellow Daoist, I said that I would only give the spirit stone after pulling it out three times, but I only pulled it out twice." ”

Qianxue was angry, she didn't expect someone to play tricks like this, she sat down with her head bored, and ignored the young monk anymore.

Fortunately, more people were waiting to test the sword, and the flowery spirit stone fell into her pocket, and she rejoiced and swept away the previous sulk.

Happy times always pass quickly, and as it gets late, there are fewer people trying swords.

When Qianxue was about to close the stall, a cloudy and geodetic voice came: "Fellow Daoist, have you informed Uncle Ben of your stall in Uncle Ben's territory!"

Qianxue looked for prestige, and the person who spoke was a long-faced young monk, dressed in brown clothes, who was surrounded by several people and walked in front of her at this moment, and her cultivation was about the middle stage of foundation building.

The first time she came to Silver City, she really hadn't heard of this rule, so she picked up the ancient sword and said with a smile: "That is the case, then I will leave here." ”

After taking two steps, she was surrounded by several of the long-faced monk's companions, and she turned around and wondered, "What are you going to do?"

The long-faced monk sneered: "You obediently take out half of the spirit stones you earned today to honor Uncle Ben, then you can leave safely!"

"Do you still dare to do it on the street?" Qianxue didn't believe it, private fights were strictly forbidden in Silver City.

The long-faced monk laughed, "If you don't agree, I'll challenge you, and then it won't be so cheap!"

Qianxue ignored him and left, only to be so angry that the long-faced monk screamed and immediately ordered someone to submit an application for the challenge.

After Qianxue left Fang City, she went to the inn, and she needed to find a place to rest. When she turned a street corner, she saw the young monk who had been playing tricks from before, waiting for her with a smile on his face.

Qianxue was angry and said, "What are you doing here?"

"Do you know who stopped you?" the young monk asked without answering.

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. He lifted his feet and walked away.

The young monk followed closely behind him and said to himself: "He is a famous monk in Silver City, and his strength is not trivial, Daoist friends should still be careful." I have a list of famous monks in the city here, do you want a copy?"

Only then did Qianxue stop and ask him, "How many spirit stones?"

The young monk hurriedly took out a jade slip and said with a smile: "Only five medium-grade spirit stones are needed, which is very cheap." ”

The so-called knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, Qianxue asked for one, and asked casually: "Do you know which inn in the city is better?"

The young monk sold a jade slip and was very attentive: "Daoist friends earn so many spirit stones during the day, why do you go to the inn to rest?"

"What do you mean?"

"Fellow Daoists don't know that many of the mansion lords and guards in Silver City privately rent out mansion houses for people to live in. The aura in there can be much stronger. ”

Qianxue was overjoyed and asked about the situation.